It might be the way your daughter scrunches her nose when she laughs or how your son plays with your hair when he is tired.
It happens when we become aware of the precious details of our life and see the beauty in unexpected places.
In our homes, among our beautiful messes, in the spaces that mean something to us. I want to remember everything about my daughter’s childhood: the scenes, the experiences, the smells. This is impossible, of course. But I know that a photograph can bring us back to a season in the past. And I want to give my clients this gift of memories.
We were in Phoenix park, taking a stroll around Farmleigh House when we saw a dog looking quite friendly….Read More
My grandfather passed away in November 2016. The last time I got to see him in person (rather than…Read More